Her Retarded Pigeon

Her Retarded Pigeon always kept a bag of poop that they would sometimes worship. It would have been a fairly unusual thought, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Pigeon, who thinks it was fun. Who would have thought, a bag of poop is the thing to select.

Her Retarded Pigeon desperately searched for a sword that they would demolish. This seems an exciting thing to do, to you, but not to the Pigeon, who thought that this idea was the most awesome idea. You wouldnt have thought, a sword is the thing to choose.

Her Retarded Pigeon looked for a toilet brush that they would sometimes rub on his belly. It would be an astonishing undertaking, to my neighbour, but not to the Pigeon, who assumed that the idea was epic. Strangely, a toilet brush is the item to choose.

Her Retarded Pigeon desperately needed a bottle of beer that they would occasionally throw. It might be a fairly weird undertaking, to most, but not to the Pigeon, who thinks it would be wonderful. You wouldnt have imagined, a bottle of beer would be the thing that was opted for.

Her Retarded Pigeon desperately wanted a teapot that they would often experiment on. It was a curious operation, to my grandma, but not to the Pigeon, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a teapot would be the thing that was chosen.

Her Retarded Pigeon searched for a ball that they would occasionally sleep with. This seems a fairly odd operation, to many, but not to the Pigeon, who felt that the idea was amazing. Strangely, a ball was the chosen thing.